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I've just spent the last 2 and a half hours writing 1500 words of my story. Me am momentarily big happy.
Those days when i can manipulate the central heating properly so I'm not too cold, not too hot, but snug.
I remember, around ten years ago, being on a ferry to Norway, on one of my extremely few excursions away from the UK (I'm like Captain Britain in tha respect). Watching the sun set behind the boat, whilst I had a D120 with 'The Orb's Adventures Beyond the Ultraworld' playing... aaah that was nice.
Picnics on the beach with intelligent companions.
Tim-Tams.
These are a few of my favourite happy-thought making things... |
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